Prologue + Chapter 01: The Rejection

Prologue

A royal guard kneeled in front of the king’s throne. He was breathing hard and panicking.

"Pardon me for disturbing you, Your Majesty, but I have something very important to tell you."

The king looked at him while still kissing the neck of the woman who was sitting in his lap. His expression was showing boredom and disinterest. But he still signed him to stand up and talk.

"We found her.” He stopped what he was doing and looked at the man with a hint of interest in his face. They found her… After five long years, they finally found her.

"Continue," He ordered. The royal guard bowed his head before starting to talk.

"We found her in the middle of the forest inside the territory, roaming around. It looks like she's picking some herbal medicines." He answered.

"How come I didn't feel her?" He asked himself.

"Fool. You rejected her remember?" His wolf replied angrily. His face darkened. It has been very difficult to tame his wolf since that night. The night when he rejected his human mate.

"Shut up!" He hissed.

"Yeah, whatever." His wolf lifelessly replied.

"We decided to approach her, but before we could reach her destination, she looked at us and began running away. We chase her, but she's too fast for a human, and then we lose sight of her." The royal guard continued.

His fist turned into a ball. He couldn’t believe that he didn't even feel her presence within his territory. His warriors found her, but she escaped? Careless idiots.

"When did this happen?!" He angrily asked him. He couldn’t help but get frustrated with what’s going on. He had been searching for her for long time and now they found her, she managed to escape? A mere human they can’t even locate? Damn it.

"Just a few minutes ago, Your Majesty." His jaw clenched as his grip tightened onto the woman in his arm.

"Find her now and bring her to me!" He ordered. They quickly nodded their heads.

"Yes, your highness." They bowed their head before leaving the throne room.

He let go of the woman in his arms.

"Leave now, and don't come back." The lady quickly left in fear.

An enraged alpha is frightening enough, but imagine the terror when it is the Alpha king himself. That would be truly terrifying.

Chapter 01: The Rejection

Her Point of View

Five years ago

I was lying down on my bed while reading my favorite book, Pride and Prejudice, when Amanda, my best friend, interrupted me from reading.

"Come on, Harper, get your ass off to your bed and prepare!" She energetically exclaimed to me.

Geez, she's too loud and alive.

"I'm not coming, Amanda," I replied without even looking at her.

"Argh, seriously, Harp? You've got to be kidding me, and tonight will be a remarkable day because it is the ceremony of the next king! Did you hear me? The coronation of the new werewolf king!" She literally yelled at my face.

I stop reading my book and look at her carefully.

"Stop yelling, Amanda. Look, I don't need to attend that ceremony, and you know the reasons why, Am," I calmly said to her.

"Look also, Harper Alizah Grace Larkspur, get your lazy ass out the bed now because you're coming with me to that ball tonight, and it will exactly start 3 hours from now." She seriously commanded me

I can't help but smile. I found it so funny when I saw her so serious like this.

"Okay, fine," I answered while closing my book and carefully putting it back on my bookshelf.

She clapped her hand twice and smiled so widely. I know I can’t win any argument with her. Still the same Amanda I know. Manipulating freak. But a good one.

"Alright then, come on." She happily said and winked at me. Here we go again; I groaned silently and glared at her.

This would be tiring. I walked outside my room and followed her. When we arrived there, I saw a blue backless gown. I immediately look at her. She's grinning from ear to ear, flashing her mischievous smile. It looks like she's planning something not-so-good.

What a cunning girl. I pouted mentally.

"I will not definitely wear that shit."

"Well, watch me." she grinned even more.

We argued for a few minutes, but later on, she made me wear that damn gown.

"Argh, I hate you now, Amanda!" I complained and gave her a death glare. But she just smirked at me.

"Oh please, don't hate me. You look smoking ‘hot babe,"

I frowned but still glared at her.

"Hurry up, you're not done yet. Do your make-up. I'll be back later." She hurriedly said and went to the bathroom. But before she completely got in, she winked at me again, which I just cringed.

What's wrong with her?

I just did my make-up while waiting for her. After a few minutes, she walked out, wearing a strapless green high-cut slit gown.

I raised one eyebrow at her.

" What do you think, Harp? Do I look smokin' ‘hot like you?" She playfully asked me.

This time, I smirked at her, time for her to pay back.

"Not even a bit." I teased her.

"You're so mean," she said dramatically and frowned. I chuckled softly.

"Nah, I'm just kidding. You look great."

"Just great?"

"Yeah, what else?” It’s not only her who know to tease, I can do better.

Amanda is an incredibly beautiful young woman with ginger hair, dark green eyes. She could pass as a supermodel.

"No smoking hot?” I chuckled again.

“Yes, you look smoking hot, and I know that you know that, so… no need for me to tell."

"I thought so; you won't let me down. That's why we're friends." She sat on the chair beside me, and we looked at ourselves in the mirror.

"Do you think I’ll find my mate tonight?" She asked me suddenly so I looked at her.

"You know, I'm dying to meet him. It's been two years already since I turned 18, but until now..." She stops and sighs.

"Until now, I can't still find him," she paused again and faced me.

"I'm starting to think now that I don't have a mate." She continued.

I held her hand and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Stop thinking about it, drama queen, you have your mate. Maybe you need to wait for the right time. I know you'll find him soon, so don't lose hope." She smiled at what I said and loosened up a bit.

"Do you really think I'll find him?" I nodded my head. “Of course, you will.”

"Alright, you're right. I shouldn't lose hope and be optimistic. And speaking of mate... Maybe you'll find yours tonight!" I immediately shook my head.

"We both know that I don't have a mate. I'm a human Am, and that's also one of the reasons why I don't want to go to the ball. I do not belong there." This time, she's the one who held my hand.

"Who said you don't belong there? You're one of the few people who know our existence, and that makes you rare, Harper. You don't know how fate works. We don't know, maybe you had a mate. I think there are some cases in which a human can have a werewolf mate, vampire mate or any creature." She said to me.

I just smiled at what she said. Possible but impossible in my case. It’s very rare for a human to have a mate.

"We should stop this drama now, Am; it was giving me goosebumps."

She playfully punched my shoulder and laughed with me. We make ourselves pretty for the ball party.

Me and Amanda live near the palace where the royal family is living. I met her a year ago at the Blue Moon Festival. We talk until the moon is replaced by the sun. So much talk, right?

From that moment, we became friends.

"Are you ready, Harper?" She asked me. I nodded.

We left her house and went to the grand entrance of the palace. Everyone is invited to come, but I don't think I'm also allowed.

I heard that the new king has a thing against humans. He hates humans, and I don't know why. I glance at her; she's so happy right now. Maybe hoping that she'll find her mate tonight. I wish her luck.

"Miss Amanda," the guards at the gate greeted her and bowed their heads.

Amanda was the daughter of the Royal Chief Warriors; she had two younger siblings and an older brother.

She nodded at them and smiled.

"Is the ball already started?"

"Yes, Miss Amanda," one of them answered emotionlessly. Sometimes, I’m thinking if the royal guards were robots. They seldom show emotions.

"Oh, okay, well, we'll go ahead now." She said and held my hand. Before we passed by, I saw them murmuring the word “human”.

They are also aware that the new king hates humans. I wish that the king won’t see or pay attention to me tonight.

"Look, Harper! My father was there!" I look from where she pointed. I saw a man in his late fifties. He's standing straight while having a serious expression on his face.

He had an intimidating aura.

"The person behind him was my brother." She continued.

And then my glance travels to the person behind her father. I saw a young man in his mid-twenties. He looks great, and I think it runs in their blood.

I was busy observing the surroundings when I felt Amanda's grip tighten.

"What's wrong?" I asked her.

She looks scared, stunned, and so lost. She's bothered.

"The king’s watching us," She whispered.

"Oh? Maybe he's not. Where is he?" I asked.

"Above, don't look. Please don't talk to him. Stay away from him, just tonight.” I nodded my head and held her hand on my arm.

"Yes, I will, don't worry."

"Alright then, let's go there." We were about to walk when she stopped again. What happened this time? Don’t tell me the king came down to drag me out?

"Did you smell that scent?" She asked me.

I confusedly stared at her.

"Smell what? Aside from food and different perfumes, I smell nothing."

"Oh my... This smell..." Her eyes widened.

"Smell of my mate." She said to me. I blinked once. Did she find her mate now?

"I'm so sorry to leave you here now. I'll go and find him now. I don't want to waste this opportunity. But I promise I'll be back soon." She said hurriedly. I nodded my head.

"No worries, but promise me, you will find him. If not, I'll smack you. I'm just kidding. Go ahead now, and good luck."

She laughed softly and tapped my shoulder.

"Alright, see you later!" She said and then left.

I looked around again, but then suddenly, I saw something. I was so stunned when I met a captivating pair of grey eyes.

"Mate." My wolf, Reenah, yelled in joy.

Yeah, I know that I'm lying to Amanda, but don't blame me. It was for her safety and mine. No one should know about my true identity.

"Don't be a pussy, Reenah, obviously, he doesn't even want us." My demon, Venice sassily replied.

"Will the both of you stop arguing?!" My witch, Wendy, tried to stop them.

Here we go again; they will argue nonstop. Before they can start shouting, which will definitely be annoying. I blocked them.

I looked in his direction again; he was still staring at me. He’s aware that I was his mate, but he's not making any move to claim me.

Whatever.

I just shrugged and went towards the buffet table.

"Go to him, please, Alizah." My wolf begs me. I shook my head.

"No, Reenah, we both know that we can't have a mate," I said to her.

"We can. Please, I need him; we need him." She pleaded. I let out a sigh silently.

"Miss?" I heard someone call me from behind. I looked at him and gave him a questioning look.

"The king wanted to see you," he replied.

Oh really?

"Go to him now! I knew it; he wanted us also!" My wolf happily said.

I doubt that, but okay, fine. I'll face him. I nodded to the man and followed him.

We went to a huge and beautiful room. It's screaming wealth and power. The man who brought me here immediately leaved.

"So, you're my mate." I stiffened and searched where the voice came from. I found him near the window, and his back was facing me.

He slowly turned around to face me, and the first thing I saw was his greyish eyes. I can clearly see anger and disgust on his face.

"What's your name?" He asked me seriously; coldness was also evident in his voice. As what I expected from him. Be cold and distant to me.

"Tell him now, Alizah!" My voice shouted. She's too happy; I'm afraid there will be a high possibility that her heart will break into a million pieces later.

"I'm Harper Alizah Grace Larkspur," I answered. He devilishly smirk and approach me slowly.

"I, King Zachary Vance Spencer Montegromery, Reject you, Harper Alizah Grace Larkspur as my mate and the future queen of werewolves."

My wolf whimpered from what she heard while me? I'm still processing in my mind what the heck he just said.

The way he told me that he was rejecting me was as if it was just nothing to him.

"Bastard!" My demon cussed him.

"He's not a bastard Ven!" Reenah yelled back.

My mind was chaotic now. I calmed myself and blocked them again. I step once and smirk at him.

"May I know why you're rejecting me?" I asked him calmly. His jaw clenched, and he glared at me.

"Isn't it obvious? You're just a pathetic, weak and useless human. And clearly, a human can't be my mate!" Why he's so angry? I didn't even do something terrible to him.

"Tell him, Alizah? Tell him you're not human!" My wolf begs me. I don't know what I will do now. I closed my eyes and tried to block them, but it seemed like I couldn't control them now because of this situation.

"Don't beg him to accept us; it's not our loss, it's him," Wendy said to me. Venice agreed too, but my wolf was saying differently. She was telling me that I should tell him who, really, I am.

"I'm sorry, Reenah, but I'm choosing us over him."

I looked at him and smiled. He called me pathetic, weak and useless human. I'm wondering what makes him hate humans so bad.

"Okay, fine, yes, I'm just a human, and do you know what that does mean? Rejection can't hurt me." I confidently said and looked directly into his eyes.

"I, Harper Alizah Grace Larkspur, accept your rejection, King Zachary Vance Spencer Montegromery as your mate and the future queen of werewolves." After I said that, I smirked at him, which made him mad and confused.

I could feel that he was in pain like I felt right now, but of course, I didn't show him that I was hurting.

Reenah was begging me to take back what I've said, but what I've done is done; I can't undo something that already happened.

Our bond was slowly fading as I could feel the strong pain in my heart. It feels like it's ripping me apart.

"Leave now, Alizah," Wendy said to me. Before I can turn my back on him, he grabs my arm so firmly in the way I can feel so much pain.

"Listen carefully, human; I know that you can't feel the pain I felt right now, so get out of my fucking territory and don't come back!" He angrily yelled in my face.

I gave him a death glare. If he's thinking that I'll be scared of him, well, he's wrong. I jerk away so his grip loosens. A loud and hard slap touches his cheeks.

"That's what I'm going to do, dumbass! Do you think I would like to stay in this fucking place with you? Don't be dumb! I don't need someone like you, and I don't fucking care if you're the werewolf king! " I yelled back angrily.

I'm starting to lose my shit too. His face darkened, and in just a matter of seconds, he slapped me so hard that it made me fall to the ground.

Before I could stand up, a bunch of warriors came and literally dragged me up.

"Take her away from my territory, and don't let her come back. That was an order!" He yelled.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Before they could drag me out, I gave him a death glare. Don't let our paths cross again, King. I won't forgive you easily. Not until I find a good and valid reason for me to forgive you.

As we reach the ball hall, they all stop dancing and look at me with confusion. All of them don't have any idea what's going on.

"Harper!" I heard someone yell from the crowd.

I searched where she was, and I saw her running towards my direction.

"What are you doing to her?! Let her go! She did nothing wrong!" She shouted, trying to defend me.

The warriors were still dragging me out while Amanda is still following us.

Outside the palace, I saw a sleek black car parked at the end of the red carpet.

"Stop! Stop now! " She ordered, but they didn't obey or even listening to her.

"No! Don't take her away, she's innocent!" She begged when she saw me getting into the car.

The car started to move; I saw in the side mirror she was still looking at the car where I am right now.

"I'm sorry, Amanda for leaving; I'm so sorry also for lying to you. I'll promise when our paths will cross again; I'll make it up to you. Take care, Amanda Carnelian." I mind-linked to her

After that, I was exiled to the place where my mate, my ex-mate precisely, ruled.